> > "Yeh" replied Rohgen. "I then washed them 5 times over and they still > > smelled funny. I'm just lucky that those gear ninjas didn't steal my > > wardrobe while I was away". "Smell my hair, damn it!" Rohgen leaned > > close. "Thats not Southern Sassoon or Northern Spring! No shampoo can > > challege canal sewage!". Rohgen slumped on his stood and started to > > fiddle with a bullet from his new found love, the chaingun. > > Saddik chuckled, nervously. He looked a little out of place. Apparently, > he didn;t handle social events too well. > > Karl nodded at the bullet, while he began pouring Rhogen a conncoction of > whiskey, rum and other ingredients. "What's that?" Karl inquired. "--Good > luck piece?" "A gift from a new friend" Rohgen said with a devilish smile. "a long strong whirlwind of a friend...pretty heavy she is, but all muscle. Have you ever come accross a chain gun before? This is my first. I'm a heavy weapon virgin so far, but that may change." ook ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/